[ keith’s desensitized to horrible, cringe, unintentionally clever puns. he’s got a friend who specializes in them. usually, he’ll roll his eyes for said friend, but here, he’ll huff something trying toward a laugh, lips twisted up in a smile that tugs harder to one side. ]
Heh. You’re on a roll.
[ she could give up on the gem-coat idea and go for striking it rich with stand-up…? is that a thing here…? wayward thought sufficiently silenced, however, keith sobers, smile not disappearing, but becoming something far smaller. he adjusts the clasp of his hands and draws them closer toward his chest, hoping that the heat will, maybe, spread from his hands to his chest, too. ]
So checking things out, huh? [ for the record, he still doesn’t entirely buy the explanation. petty shitty weather to come out here and camp just to, in short, look around. ] See anything worth talking about?
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Heh. You’re on a roll.
[ she could give up on the gem-coat idea and go for striking it rich with stand-up…? is that a thing here…? wayward thought sufficiently silenced, however, keith sobers, smile not disappearing, but becoming something far smaller. he adjusts the clasp of his hands and draws them closer toward his chest, hoping that the heat will, maybe, spread from his hands to his chest, too. ]
So checking things out, huh? [ for the record, he still doesn’t entirely buy the explanation. petty shitty weather to come out here and camp just to, in short, look around. ] See anything worth talking about?